[ resting her elbow against the mattress, she leans her chin in her open palm and listens to him walk about. she sighs sadly, turning onto her back and laying sprawled on the bed. she honestly likes the space. without the human-shaped stefan log in bed, she has more room to wiggle about. ]
Will you hurry back if I am?
[ watching him dress, she wishes that he was undressing. ]
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Will you hurry back if I am?
[ watching him dress, she wishes that he was undressing. ]